Psycho Lyrics - Denzel Curry

Woo! 

Let's start, punch it! (Yeah) 

Look at the way I walk, look at the way I talk 

Where is the pepper? 'Cause niggas be throwing salt 

Mad that I got the sauce, I'ma ball harder 

Way harder than Randy Moss, niggas are getting Mossed 

Look at my pockets, boy, fatter than Santa Claus 

Know that I set it off, count the racks, and 

Tell me what's the cost, tell me what's the cost, yeah 

Now you lookin' lost, now you lookin' lost, yeah 

Lookin' at my swag, and it's hella posh, yeah 

I don't gotta flodge, I don't gotta flodge, yeah 

Make that man nervous, she got head service 

Wraps around my head, like a damn turban 

And I got a new chick, but she ain't Persian 

Now it's time to riot, let's start, punch it 

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Might be a dub to bust at me, on too many drugs to fuck with me 

If you die before you hate, I pray the Lord your soul to keep 

Wait, back to the topic, you mad 'cause flex ain't an option 

Tell me, what's a T-Rex to a comet? 

Got your main girl kissin' in my comments 

Flow is hysterical, you sound terrible 

High off the chemicals, turn you vegetable 

Why are you cynical? You are minuscule 

Drain you of minerals, nothin' but residue 

So far ahead of you, I'm terrestrial 

Fuck a telephone, need a telescope 

Play with some genitals, intellectual 

I made your sentence, I'll cover the envelope (Hah?) 

Can't get my steez (Why?), Never be me 

I got a snake in my jeans, heat up the scene, two hundred degrees 

Pedigree vettin' the fleas, excessive, your face mushy peas 

I got my ways, we in Tel Aviv, think that you're Bella Hadid 

Spliff is exhaust, I put your friend in the morgue 

Olympics, I run with the torch, mum should've pressed the abort 

Huh, spliff is exhaust, I put your friend in the morgue 

Olympics, I run with the torch, mum should've pressed the abort, man 

Make that man nervous, she got head service 

Wraps around my head, like a damn turban 

And I got a new chick, but she ain't Persian 

Now it's time to riot, let's start, punch it 

Riot, riot 

Riot, riot